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Lycan Prince Matteo Eight
Freya"I had to distance myself from him. Controlling Pi was already a challenge; she yearned to leap at him, a move that would inevitably lead to trouble. As the Lycan prince, such an act would be disrespectful, even if he were my mate. The fact that he couldn't scent me added an additional layer of complexity. His rejection could be profoundly painful for us.Fortunately, Clay and Alec were unwavering in their support and attentiveness. Their presence during this challenging time was indispensable. Turning my back on my mate, I refrained from looking back. If only it were that simple to approach him and assert my claim. As hope dwindled, I sighed, acknowledging the difficulty of winning him over.The pack run was about to commence, and with the prince's apology, we gathered once again. Clay and Alec remained close, vigilant and protective. Growls reached my ears, and turning around, I found them directed at me. Smiling, I said, 'Let's go.'Running together, I attempted to match their
Lycan Prince Matteo Nine
Matteo "We needed to lock eyes, ensuring she was indeed my mate. I am unquestionably overjoyed that she belongs to me, and my inner beast shared in that enthusiasm. We were on the brink of something significant. My entire focus was on her eyes alone. "Your Highness," someone called, diverting my attention. I turned to see the person addressing me. "I am Freya's father, and I'll be taking her home," he declared. With those words, Freya's chin slipped away from my forefinger and thumb. Glancing at her, I noticed a relieved smile as she greeted her father. I clenched my fist, attempting to rein in my beast due to the unwelcome interruption. Nodding in acknowledgment, I shifted my gaze back to Freya, whose eyes remained fixed on her father. If my original plan failed, I would have to resort to a royal command. For now, I turned away and headed back to the villa. The looming fear of Joric and Britney's potential actions against my supposed mate forced me to participate in the tournament
Lycan Prince Matteo Ten
Matteo I gripped the armrest tightly, observing Britney swiftly closing in on Freya, and anxiety began to gnaw at me. A sigh of relief escaped me as my mate skillfully evaded her. However, the relentless onslaught from Britney persisted, effortlessly dodged by Freya. As the skirmish unfolded, my concerns for Freya diminished; she strategically used her intellect, giving me confidence that she aimed to tire out her opponent and strike back when necessary. It seemed she was the type of fighter who valued precision over wasting energy on unnecessary hits. A smug expression on Freya's face indicated her readiness to retaliate, catching Britney's attention and causing her to pause briefly. Though it was short-lived, as Freya quickly closed the distance, poised with a clenched fist, ready to take down her adversary. Yet, Britney anticipated the move, stepping back just in time. I couldn't deny Britney's skill, but what surprised me was when Freya landed a left jab on her face. Britney sta
Lycan Prince Matteo Eleven
Freya"Does Clay like me? I initially thought he and Alec were just teasing me. I am aware of the rejection he experienced from a female Lycan two years ago. It was confirmed that I couldn't move an inch when I stumbled upon them kissing and making out. I was certain she was his first, considering he was still very young. What baffles me is how he recognized her as his mate when he didn't have a wolf at the time of rejection.Clay is truly exceptional. He acquired his wolf only last year, just before turning 17, earning him the position of Joric's future beta. Britney isn't suited for the role, not because she's a she-wolf, but simply because she's the beta's daughter. Despite having a wolf, she lacks proficiency in combat."Clay..." I uttered as I noticed his expression falter until his lips met mine. I like him. He could be the right one for me. He's been a constant presence in my life for as long as I can remember, and choosing him as my mate doesn't feel wrong. I welcomed the kiss,
Lycan Prince Matteo Twelve
Matteo "Why won't she sit here so we can have a conversation? I was still upset that she kissed another man, even though she knew she was mine. What was so appealing about that future beta that she chose him over me—a prince and a future king? Jealousy consumed me, especially upon discovering that Clay was her first kiss. I sensed it the moment our lips met. She seemed unsure of how to react, and that mutt took away her first kiss from me. Despite my imperfections, I've had intimate encounters with a she-wolf and a female Lycan beyond mere kissing. However, I thought it would be special if I were her first kiss. I desired to be the first man to do everything with her, so I warned her to follow my lead, but she remained defiant. I didn't realize she could be so stubborn. This wasn't the Freya I knew—the one who always kept her head down. "Sit, Freya," I insisted again. "No," she retorted. "Why can't you just sit there?" "I didn't want to sit on the bed your woman occupied just a l
Lycan Prince Matteo Thirteen
Freya Oh, my goddess, how did he find out? I felt guilty when he revealed that Clay had been my first kiss. It was the truth, but I never anticipated he would discover we were mates. I had already given up hope that he would ever find out about us. That's why I was willing to initiate a relationship with Clay. I knew he had faced rejection, and no mate awaited him. But now that Matteo was claiming me, I felt an instant pang of sympathy for Clay. It was because I knew, deep in my heart, that I would choose my mate over him. Matteo was visibly upset, and I could sense that. I was scared and concerned that he might do something terrible to Clay, and I disliked that. He was in the dark about everything. Our conversation concluded after I told him I hated him and began to cry. I only did that to test him, to see if he would feel remorse and try to console me. And when he did, I already knew I had succeeded. I had found a way to get what I wanted. "I'm going home now," I declared, not ta
Lycan Prince Matteo Fourteen
Matteo I enjoyed conversing with Freya; she's quite innocent, and I'm confident that Calvin and the others have already taken a liking to her. When she quickened her pace, I decided to give her some space and discreetly follow. Initially, like everyone else, I perceived her as fragile. Witnessing her unexpected display of strength in a fight changed that perception. Even before discovering she was destined to be mine, I felt a certainty, and even my inner beast concurred. "Frey," the Alpha's son, an idiot, called her. Why does everyone address her so informally while I can't? No, it's because I prefer to address her differently, acknowledging our mate bond. Pausing, I observed the idiot's actions towards my mate, with Calvin doing the same. However, Joric's move was a mistake; he began claiming Freya as his mate. What's wrong with him? Then, his father intervened. Knowing he wouldn't choose Freya as the pack's Luna due to his perception of her weakness, I almost laughed at his son's
Lycan Prince Matteo Fifteen
Third Person Matteo observed the intense confrontation between Joric and Clay. He acknowledged the strength of both combatants, recognizing the potential for either to assume the role of the other's beta. Despite Clay's current beta status, Matteo sensed that he possessed the capability to ascend to the position of Alpha. In their human forms, despite Joric's seniority, Clay exhibited a formidable fighting prowess and a physique that matched Joric's. Well-trained and disciplined, Matteo wouldn't be surprised if Clay, the prospective beta, managed to surpass his future alpha. Joric declared, "Freya is mine, Clay. She's my mate," surprising everyone. All eyes turned to Freya, who lowered her head in embarrassment, bewildered by the unexpected revelation. Observing the unfolding drama, Freya sought guidance from Matteo, whose gaze communicated an unspoken message. In response, Clay retorted confidently, "Freya already has her mate, and as far as I know, it isn't you," directing a smil
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